My Mother Bibi Dong of Douluo

Qianmeng Yi felt the accelerated loss of power in his body, and his heartbeat was more intense than usual.

He breathed out slowly.

Hope this time, his idea is right.

Obviously it should be the strongest form of light and dark angel, why is it not as good as a single light angel or dark angel in normal use.

He thought about this question for a long time.

After so many years of thinking, he has already had many ideas.

And now is the time to verify all this.

Doubling the lost power also brought him the power that was doubled under normal circumstances, but in this case, he couldn't use spirit abilities.

The reason why the soul master relies on soul skills.

It's because each spirit ability has their unique properties, or super damage different from the basic attack, or other additional buffs.

If you can't use spirit abilities, just create it yourself!

He closed his eyes.

The silver-gray color on his body kept turning around.

Quiet.

Feel it.

Feeling what has been pulling him in the void.

When Yan saw the other party closing his eyes.

Instantly seized this fleeting opportunity.

The sound turned into lightning again.

Appeared in front of the opponent like teleportation.

Although the original man was not as tall as him, he suddenly swelled into a man with 12 pairs of wings behind him.A monster with a height of three meters.

It made her feel extremely surprised and strange.

But this did not prevent her from swinging the sword.

7000 years of battle.

She had already tempered her iron will.

Engrave again.

The sword of flames contains all of her spirit.

A terrifying flame erupted from the sword.

Instantly formed a sea of ​​fire in the air, swallowing the opponent.

As hot as the sun's rays.

A pair of eyes opened slowly.

The gray pupils seem to be able to swallow everything strangely.

coming!

Yes, chaos!

"Ding!"

The crisp voice sounded out of thin air.

Yan was shocked.

The pupils shrink.

She actually saw it.

The other party doesn't know when.

Stretched out a hand, unexpectedly.

There were actually two fingers that caught the self-improvement blow she swung down.

On Qianmengyi's index and middle fingers, a gray mist twisted.

Yan wanted to draw his sword back.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he really couldn't move a bit.

Two fingers are like iron tongs.

Clamp it tightly without moving.

Qian Mengyi's face showed a strange smile.

"Why, Miss Angel, can't the sword be pulled out?"

"you!"

Yan's teeth clenched.

Suddenly, the color of drama in his eyes flashed away.

"Why do you think I want to draw a sword?"

Her hand suddenly relaxed.

A stream of data flashed in his eyes.

The sword of flame is unbound and returns to Caesar's arsenal.

next moment.

The air seemed to be twisted.

But the flame sword that should have disappeared is still between Qianmengyi's two fingers.

[The return was blocked, and the return failed.The voice of the system rang in Yan's ear.

She showed a look of surprise.

how is this possible?

The return actually failed.

This guy.

Can this guy still block space?

At this moment, Angel Yan felt troublesome for the first time. This kind of situation has never been encountered in her 7000-year combat career.

She was actually disarmed.

Qian Mengyi looked at the angel in front of him with a smile in his eyes.

"Why don't you continue? Miss Angel!"

"What did you do?" Angel Yan.

Qian Mengyi did not answer the other party's words, but just said to himself: "Since you are better, let me feel how much I am in this state!"

Qian Mengyi's eyes suddenly became sharp.

The power of chaos in the hands condenses.

The sword of flame uttered an overwhelmed whine.

Just under Yan's gaze.

The sword of flames, unexpectedly.

Actually cracked and cracked.

then.

Then it shattered with a crash, into several petals.

The blades are flying.

The sword of love that had accompanied her to fight for more than 7000 years, turned into that piece of iron.

"you!"

Before Yan exclaimed.

She felt it suddenly, and there was a sharp pain in her abdomen.

It's a fist.

The man punched her in the stomach, and she didn't even react.

The opponent's hand contains violent power.

Brewing ragers.

"Crack!"

Silver armor made by Angel Technology.

Suddenly there were cracks.

Then, it shattered like the blade just now.

The clothes also turned into powder.

The violent power swallowed everything.

Her abdomen seemed to be penetrated.

The intense pain made her attack a prawn.

"Wow!"

Involuntarily spit out sour water.

The eyes almost bulged out.

Haven't told her yet

Then again.

Still the abdomen.

She was so painful that she almost passed out.

The internal organs seem to be shifted.

The power of terror will crush her.

It turned out that he couldn't beat the opponent.

When the third heavy blow hit.

Her eyes are dark.

Almost no sense.

Then the world revolves around.

The front door held the opponent's neck high.

The gray chaotic pupils stared at the drooping woman in front of him.

The pair of wings behind it also fell weakly.

"Well, did you faint?"

This is three punches.

When Qian Mengyi led the chaos in the void, he really found the correct way to use Wuhun.

When the light angel, it can absorb the light of the sun.

The dark angel can absorb the darkness in the void.

So just now, he had a whim.

When light and dark are intertwined.

Can the resulting chaos absorb other forces hidden in the underworld?

then.

He did it.

He didn't know what this power was called.

What appeared on the outside was just a piece of gray.

But there is no doubt that this powerful force is terrifying.

Compared with the light of the sun and the darkness of the void, it is more powerful.

Qianmengyi now calls it Chaos.

When light and dark are intertwined, it is chaos.

But this power still has its drawbacks.

Like the previous few times when the power was released, it also requires power, and now he does not seem to be able to control this power.

There is a faint tendency to run wild.

At least, he didn't want to break Yan's clothes just now.

Such uncontrollability also made Qian Mengyi more cautious.

Now Yan has only white underwear on his upper body.

She suddenly raised her head.

Looking towards Qian Mengyi, his eyes were a little confused.

At that moment, she indeed passed out, but the strong will honed in years of combat did not make her coma last long.

"You...you are strong..." There was a smile on his face, and his voice was extremely weak.

Qian Mengyi smiled: "Why, beautiful lady angel. Do you think I am qualified to call myself an angel now?"

"I will only recognize you if I get the recognition of the King of Angels."

She has experienced embarrassment, but she is still stubborn.

"Well then, look back and find the so-called Angel King." Qian Mengyi slowly let go of his hand.

Yan felt the shackles of his neck disappear, and his gaze at Qian Mengyi was a bit strange.

"Should you not kill me?"

"Why should I kill you? I have no grudges with you!"

"If this is the case, I will write it down today. If his swords face each other, you and I will meet here. My angel Yan, I will definitely let you go."

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